Dice Test - Raydo vs Norbs

[Nor'baal]

<I want it found, I want it killed!> the dull boom of the Hutts command echoed in Ortugs ears and around his shockingly empty skull as he made his way through the lower keep of the Palace of Goruup ‘the Magnificent’. Sometimes, it hurt the Gamorrean to think too much, preferring instead to just thwack things with his axe when told, and maybe, if he was feeling adventurous, to shoot them with his pistol. As such, when his master had ordered him down into the depths of the Palace to find the latest intruder to have earned his masters ire - Ortug was secretly rather pleased.

Seeing what might have been the target of his masters maledictions, the Gamorrean let out a loud and possibly intimidating barking noise, as if to catch the beings attention. Looking at his axe, and figuring out that it would probably be up to him to rapidly embed it in this person, Ortug shuffled forwards, his brain struggling to keep up as he did so.

OOC - This is a test PvP thread for @Raydo and I to try out his suggested Dice System.

 

[Raydo]

Steve, The Jedi Knight had been sent to recover a Jedi artifact the Hutt had come into possession of. He had disguised himself as a hermit earlier and snuck into the place and hidden until he thought he could get down to the lower levels and look for the relic.

He had been told about the guard, but he had not been told about the silent alarm he had set off several moments earlier as he snuck around the basement. Just as he was about to search and stack of crates he was startled by the sudden noise. He swung around, holding the wooden staff in front of him. He felt the lightsaber at his hip, but didn't want to cause any more noise than necessary.

As the brute shuffled forward, Steve ran at creature.

 

[Nor'baal]

Hermit! Ortug finally thought, convinced that in the past people trying to break into Hutt Palaces dressed like hermits had always ended badly for the Hutt occupant. However, now was his moment - his time to shine. Hefting his axe, and letting out a horrifically overdone warcry, he barrelled forwards at a full charge, axe held up with both hands, his left shoulder forwards.

He would attempt to barge into the ‘Hermit’ and thus catch him off Balance, before attempting a sweep with his axe. ”ORTUG!’’ he bellowed, one of the very few words he was able to actually say as he made his approach.

OOC - Rolled a Two.

 

[Raydo]

The Jedi Knight surged forward, using the Flrce to boost his speed even more. He made his way across the stone basement, staff raised to deliver a blow that would surely end this fight before he started.

Then the oversized guard yelled out something as he ran forward much faster than he thought a creature like that could move. With not enough to slow down, he tried to spin out of the way but caught to guard's shoulder across the chin.

Steve flew backward across the room. He skidded twice along the floor before smashing into stack of crates he had been moving to search earler. He had hit his head at some point in the journey causing he vision to flash followed by a searing pain.

Struggling to stay conscious, he forced himself himself up

OOC: Rolled a One

 

[Raydo]

Vision not quite cleared yet, he took several steps forward assuming the guard was continuing the pursuit. As he moved he shifted his grip on the staff, wielding it more like a club than anything else.

He made out the hulking figure approaching through blurry eyes and swung the staff towards the guards face. All confirence he had felt about this fight had shattered aginst the crates. He quickly moved to side, jabbing the end of the saff towards his opponents side.

His vision was clearing but his still pounded, he could feel the warm blood dripping down his back.

OOC: Rolled a 6

 

[Nor'baal]

Aha! Ortug chuckled to himself as his attack sent the Hermit reeling. Truly you are magnificent! he thought, before his brain was once again overcome with the need to smash things - far too much thinking for one day it would seem. Turing at a moderate speed, the Gamorrean chided himself as his attacker flew out of range of his axe, and set off to follow him.

Arriving as the hermit righted itself, he let out a revolting snort, and made a simple slashing move from the upper right of the hermit downwards to his lower left, intending to do as much damage as possible. Hardly a refined attack, and with the incoming staff of the Hermit, a wildly unsuccessful one. Feeling the blunt object smash into his side, he stagged away to his left, a gargled snort ommitting from his mouth, his axe widly swinging as if to ward of an attack that had yet to even come.

OOC - Rolled a Four.

 

[Raydo]

While the flurry of attacks from the Gamorrean were not particularly skilled or accurate, it took everything the Jedi had to keep from being cut in half by the sheer strength of the blows. He ducked under the first and jumped back just in time to avoid the second strike spilling his guts all of over the floor.

There was not a lot of room down here and the likelihood of getting cornered and ripped to shreds grew with each passing second.

He swung in several counterattacks, but each time there were blocked by the Gamorrean's axe. He waited for the guard to swing vertically at his head before taking a step to the side and swinging down with all the strength the Knight could muster towards the Gamorrean's wrist. He aimed to disarm the creature, but this thing was built like a battle tank and the strike would most likely snap the simple staff carried. He didn't relish using his lightsaber and identifying himself as a Jedi to anyone who would inevitably be drawn to the commotion, but he wasn't sure he had any other option

OOC - Rolled a Six

 

[Nor'baal]

Attempting to think was clearly affecting Ortugs game plan, so he made to concerted effort to think as little as possible moving forward. Watching the Hermit jump back, after ducking his first strike, Ortug was moderately annoyed that both of his seemingly expert strikes had missed.

He felt the Hermits staff collide with his wrist, and let out a high pitched and distinctly unintimidating yelp of pain. Remarkably, the staff remained intact, Ortug instinctively dropping his axe as his hand spasmed open. ”FETH!’’ he yelled the obscenity, driving his uninjured first into the hermits gut in an attempt to allow him time to recover his weapon.

OOC - A blessed Four.

 

[Nor'baal]

As he made to punch the hermit, Ortug has the single greatest idea of his life probably and decided to smash his tusked face into the hermits. Simple, yet effective. Japping his fist into the hermits stomach, he would at the same time headbutt them, before - should all go to plan, driving both his fists down onto the hermits back as he fell.

OOC - Rolled a goshdarn it 4 again.

 

[Raydo]

He felt the staff give way slightly as he slammed it against the guard's wrist. It would only likely be good for on more solid attack before shattering. The guard let out a yell of what Steve could only assume was not pleasant. The sound of the yell echoed up the stairway they both had come down. Now that his attention had been drawn to the stairs, he heard the faint yelling of more guards presumably running down the stairs.

He needed to end this now. He reached for his lightsaber and brought it up for a killing strike, but the momentary slip of his attention had granted an opening. The Gamorrean lowered his head and thrust forward. Both short horns pieced the Jedi Knight. If they had been only a bit longer, it would have likely pierced several crucial arteries. Regardless the force of the blow cracked at least one of his ribs. He didn't even feel the pain from the punch, just the desperate gasping for air once again.

OOC - Rolled a Three

 

[Raydo]

As he fell backwards, he knocked over a crate pulling down the ground with him. He briefly saw passed his opponent seeing several more guards coming down the stairs. Just as he was about to give up hope, he spotted it! The artefact had been in the crate he brought down and had spilt out onto the ground next to him.

Summoning all the concentration he could muster, he willed the Force to throw the guard back towards the stairway, right towards his reinforcements. Pain seared through his body he reached for the artefact. He pushed himself up and made his way further into the basement. Once out of site he was able to outmanoeuvre the group and make his way out another exit.

He had what he came for, but he needed to get medical attention immediately or risk dying on the barren Hutt World.

OOC - Rolled a Six

 

[Nor'baal]

It was fair to say things had not gone entirely to plan. Ortug saw the shiny object fall to the floor, yet thought - as he did with all things - nothing of it. Instead, he attempted a second charge, only to be cast backwards by the hermits push.

He’s getting away! thought Ortug, struggling to keep up, before collapsing in a small heap with a huff. The boss ain’t gunna be pleased with this…..

OOC - Rolled a Five. /endthread